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Big blue monsterThis is my official “start panicking” day. I leave for RWA, the national Romance Writers of America conference, on Wednesday, and, as always, I’m NOT READY.

Not even close.

Why?

I’ve known for months that I was going. Back when I signed up, I was so excited. This time, I told myself, I’d be super pro-active, super organized. I’d exercise and diet and get a great haircut and make promotional materials. I’d email all my long-distance writing buddies and make plans to meet. I’d buy fabulous clothes and shoes and costume jewelry. I’d be waaay ahead on my deadlines. I even thought I’d clean my office and house, grow long fingernails, and learn to dance.

Did I do any of that?

Of course not.

Especially the shopping. Truth is, I’m positively terrified by conference shopping. All that pressure. All that money. All those decisions.

Just yesterday I was at the mall for hours and hours, trying to make up for lost time, and ended up leaving with nothing, practically shaking from the chaos and stress of trying to decide which purse went with which dress, and whether I had the perfect earrings for everything.

hand in shoeAnd, oh, the shoes! Don’t get me started on shoes! My mother ended up practically crippled from bad feet and bad shoe choices, so I’m a bit neurotic about always wearing comfortable shoes.

Ordinarily I just give a raspberry to anyone who doesn’t like it. I am a dedicated walker, and I don’t intend to let anything get in the way of that. I’ll be looping my neighborhood and walking trails when I’m a hundred and fifty, so take that, genetic doom!

But at conference time, when everyone is buying “cute” shoes, I hate my comfortable ones. HATE them. I spend hours cruising the shoe department, picking up shiny ones, glittery ones, colorful ones, spiky ones, wedgy ones, rhinestoned ones, strappy ones, flowery ones…and then putting them back down with a sigh, remembering my mother’s miserable hammer toes.

shoe in glassToday, I’ll go out again and start the process all over. In the end, I will stick with my sensible shoes, because conference is a week, and the ghost of my mother’s misery is Forever. But I’ll be jealous every time I see darling shoes, and that’s a fact! 🙂

(Hey…here’s a coincidence! Check out the cute shoe-shopping blog from Mia Marlowe at the Jaunty Quills today. She hates shoe shopping, too, but even she has found an adorable pair for conference!!!)

How about you? Where do you stand on the Great Shoe Question?

Do you own any darling shoes that are ALSO comfortable?

Any suggestions for me?  I leave for the mall in about an hour… 🙂

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